26 April 2006

Pussy

This pussy waved at my duck. However, my duck declined to take it home. What would Angel think??

When my duck is on duty, it usually means a whole day of walking waddling through humid halls with no prospect of a decent meal, despite the abundance of beer food at every corner. While wandering about entirely at random today, my hungry duck came across this lass in a pseudo French maid outfit and black stockings who proffered the question: "Coffee or ....?" mrs budak would usually disapprove but my poor duck succumbed to temptation and gulped down the caffeine shot, which probably explains the shaky picture....

A few aisles later, it was clear that I needed something stronger to shake off the java. Purely by chance, a pint of Hoegaarden was suddenly shoved in my face. I recovered my professional demeanour and decided to take a picture of the company's corporate tagline, the better to aid my un-mnemonic duck. I am afraid the quality of the shot leaves much to be desired though, as my duck thought better of getting too close to the printed words and was too shy to ask "Do you mind shifting a little to your left? I can't see the word on your..."